Song of Complaint: The Emperor's Heart is Unpredictable

The night seemed very long.

But Jingyang only hopes that the dawn will never come.

Sleeping ten nights looked so much like that person, but he knew he wasn't.

No matter how much he looks like him, he is not him after all.

Anan, I seem to be going crazy. I can't help myself when I see someone like you.

Chu Nan turned over and fell into a deep sleep again, not feeling at all that he was lying on the dragon bed of Emperor Yueluo.

Chu Nan yawned and woke up with sleepy eyes. When Jingyang had already gone to court, he looked at this strange yet familiar room and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat...

This is the Hall of Mental Cultivation!

He looked at the undamaged clothes again, and he was relieved. In a flash, he thought that this was not the time to think about it. A carp jumped out of the bed, put on his boots neatly, and was going back to the Champs Elysees Palace.This place is not where he should stay!He patted his head, which was still a little chaotic, annoyed, if he could have been more vigilant last night, he wouldn't be like this, but he didn't know that someone deliberately got him drunk.

As soon as he walked out of the hall, he was stopped by two guards.

"Master Shiye must not leave the Hall of Mental Cultivation until the emperor comes back." A guard said expressionlessly.

"This... I'm not a prisoner, why does the emperor take care of the grassroots!" Chu Nan was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"This is the emperor's eloquence." The man stopped talking after saying this, but his figure didn't move a bit.

Chu Nan was speechless, so he had to go back to the hall and sit down.

Does Jingyang want to...keep him?

Bored and bored, Chu Nan wandered around the hall. Although he had been here many times before, he always came and went in a hurry, and never stopped to take a closer look.

Unknowingly, he walked to the study room. Chu Nan knew that this was the small room where the emperor had secret talks with the ministers, and he was not supposed to come here. He was about to leave, but was attracted by an unfinished painting on the table.

The painting was obviously done not long ago, and the ink on it was not dry yet, so Chu Nan was shocked just like that.That painting turned out to be him.Of course, his real face.The painter must be very familiar with him, and his demeanor is exactly the same as his. Chu Nan wondered who made it, but saw a seal in the lower left corner.

Emperor Xinbao.

This was actually made by Jingyang himself!

Chu Nan was even more confused, he... didn't he like Feixue?Why?

"Do you like this painting?" A sudden voice sounded from behind, with a slightly sighing tone. "I like it."

"The emperor made atonement, the grassroots should not wander around." Chu Nan hurriedly saluted, but said something irrelevant.He was afraid that he would reveal his identity by talking too much, but Jingyang was obviously in a bad mood and needed someone to talk to, so he completely ignored his polite refusal and continued talking to himself.

"This person is very important to me."

Is it important?

"But two years ago, he died."

Chu Nan remained motionless like a marble statue, but the city wall in his heart was collapsing silently.

"Because I didn't protect him well, I could only watch him disappear bit by bit. I tried my best but still couldn't catch him."

"Your majesty... If he knows, he will not blame him, because the emperor has already worked hard." How could he let him blame himself?

"No, I'm sorry for him. I know who harmed him, but I can't avenge him because of the country... I am a useless emperor."

"Maybe he only hopes that the emperor can be well." Yes, as long as Jingyang can be well, nothing can hurt him.

"He just wants me to be fine. I know he's been so stupid."

Crash, la la... I don't know when it started to rain outside the hall, cold drops of water splashed in through the open window, a little splashed on Chu Nan's face, and slowly slid down, like the tears of an old friend .Jingyang rushed to the desk and nervously put away the unfinished painting, but it was too late, the ink that hadn't dried had already melted away, blurring that handsome face.

Chu Nan looked at the distressed and lonely look in that person's eyes, and his heart felt like it had been hit hard by something, with a dull pain.Once upon a time, in order to get such a look, he wished he could kill himself, but now?The person who lingers in his dreams is right in front of him, but things have already changed.If he was still the ignorant young man who knew nothing but loved him back then, wouldn't he be happier?

"Your Majesty, Mr. Murong should be a little anxious for not coming back overnight. Please leave." In fact, how much he wanted to just be by his side like this...

Jing Jing, who was annoyed because of the smudged ink, suddenly picked up the inkstone in hand and threw it at Chu Nan fiercely.

"That cripple is so good? You can't leave him for a moment!" Knowing that he is not Anan, but can't help but want to take him as his own. How can he miss that Murong Chenghe by his side!

"Your Majesty." The inkstone shattered at his feet, and Chu Nan's originally gentle eyes disappeared without a trace, and became sharp instead. "Murong Chenghe is not disabled, he is the benefactor of the grassroots."

"Benefactor, hum, believe it or not, if I look at you, your benefactor will die without a place to bury him." How much he hated this ten nights who fought against him for Murong Chenghe.

"The emperor seems to have forgotten that he is still the benefactor of the princess. Is this how the emperor treats the benefactor? I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop the mouth of the world."

"Are you threatening me?"

"The grassroots don't dare, but the emperor is a wise king through the ages, and he shouldn't ruin his reputation for a mere man."

Jingyang felt that he must be confused, otherwise why would he be able to laugh?Yes, but just a man.

Looking at the back that was fading away in the rain, Jingyang smiled silently, laughing at his own sentimentality and absurdity.How could he be Anan?

He is Shiye, a Shiye who likes Murong Chenghe.

Anan would never leave him for another man.

Jingyang suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, but unfortunately.Who made him so like you?Anan.

The same pride, the same paranoia, the same...devotion.

"Ah Jiu, tell me... Do you think Brother Chu will come back?" Murong Chenghe sat in the chair and looked at Yusi outside the window, his eyes filled with fear and uneasiness, eager to get a definite answer from Ah Jiu.

"I don't know." To his surprise, Ah Jiu only answered these three noncommittal words.

"Then, can we go find him? It's been all night..." He knew where Chu Nan would be, but he was still deceiving himself.

"I'm not going." There were still three words, but the tone became firm.

Murong Chenghe finally found out that something was wrong with Ah Jiu. To be precise, it should have been something wrong with Ah Jiu since last night. After returning to the Champs Palace from the Imperial Garden, he didn't say a word.

"Ah Jiu, what's the matter with you?" Did you quarrel with Big Brother Chu?

"It's okay." Ah Jiu just looked out of the window, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Are you angry?" After all, Murong Chenghe had been with him day and night for so many years, so he still knew him a little bit. "Did I make you angry?"

Ah Jiu was not talking, but still looking at the window.

How will you understand my mind?Is there no room for anyone in your heart except Chu Nan?Chenghe.

Just as Murong Cheng and he were puzzled, the door was pushed open, and Chu Nan brought back a whole body of wind and rain.

"Brother Chu! You are finally back." Murong Chenghe almost burst into tears. It turned out that he was just a simple child after all, and he didn't know how to hide his thoughts at all, but his reaction hurt someone deeply. heart of.

"Chenghe, let's pack up our things right away and say goodbye to the princess today." This palace can't stay any longer.It's just that I don't know if it's because of Jingyang, or his heart that is ready to move and clamors all day long.

"So fast? But the princess's poison has not been completely eliminated!" In all fairness, he naturally hoped that the sooner the better.

Before Chu Nan could speak, a eunuch had already entered the room. "It was passed on to the emperor that Master Shiye hasn't eaten today, so he will give you one serving each of steamed butter with sugar, steamed chestnut cake with sweet-scented osmanthus sugar, wishful cake, and acacia soup." Then came a group of court ladies who filed in.

Ah Jiu couldn't care less about getting sullen, and looked at Murong Chenghe in dismay.Chu Nan was stunned for a moment before he realized, "Caomin Shiye thanked the Lord for his kindness."

"Young Master Shi Ye is the first person to receive a reward from the emperor. I think you will have a bright future." The eunuch said a few flattering words before he withdrew, leaving only the three of them ashamed.

"The emperor has seen through your identity?" Ah Jiu couldn't help being suspicious when she saw the fragrant pastries on the table.

"Probably not..." Chu Nan's tone was also full of uncertainty.If Jingyang saw it through, then he wouldn't be able to get out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, right?But why did he send someone to deliver pastries as soon as his front foot made him angry?

"Brother Chu," Murong Chenghe said with a very bad expression. "I also think we should have left sooner."

"Then is there any medicine to clear it all at once?" Chu Nan just wanted to go far away at this moment, never, never to return to the dark life before.

"Yes, there is, but the medicine is extremely difficult to find, and usually there are fierce beasts guarding that kind of herb." This is why he has been unable to prepare the antidote for so long.

"Where does that herb grow?" As long as you can leave as soon as possible.

"I don't know too well, but my master once told me that he saw it on the Baiyun Peak in the southernmost part of the capital. It is said that the herb can cure all kinds of poisons, and its name is Xuexinzi." Murong Chenghe said a little nervously "Is Brother Chu going to look for it?"

"Tomorrow, I will tell the emperor about this matter. The matter of returning to the Valley of the Medicine King can no longer be delayed." Because he saw a flash of killing intent in Jingyang's eyes before, if it continues, I don't know. Jiuhe Murong Chenghe still ordered to go back to Yaowanggu.

Moreover, in Jingyang's tenderness, he didn't know how long he could hold on.